"Who was it that always used to say, 'Show me a happy homosexual and I'll show you a gay corpse'," an emotionally exhausted Michael (Jim Parsons) says as he collapses into the comforting arms of Donald (Matt Bomer).
The fun birthday celebration he had planned for Harold (Zachary Quinto) had not only turned into a violent clash with a homophobic stranger, but also a feverous fight between friends.
Michael adds: "If we could just not hate ourselves so much. That's it you know. If we could just learn not to hate ourselves quite so very much."
The words from the 2020 film adaptation of The Boys in the Band, based on the play of the same name by Mart Crowley, ring as true today as they did when they were first put to paper in 1968.
As I watched the scene unfold with tenderness and raw honesty, somewhere inside me, I felt the slightest sigh of relief.
I was not alone.
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